I'm sorry that you don't have anything else to vent about. Always good to hear that other folks have 'issues'.
I solved the present gasoline debacle by resuscitating my Grandfather's Stanley Steamer. Burns anything. Abandoned furniture, Christmas trees, corn stalks, in a word, anything hanging around. If I ever run out of water, I can get flocks of peoples to pass water into it, ergo, no cost to run! No computer to harry me. Doesn't have, or need a speed thermometer. Goes from zero to sixty in a few minutes. Have to keep an eye on the steam gage though. Rug rats, wife, back seat drivers, and other pains keep their cake holes shut. Jack Russells just love the adventure. Little gamins are in awe of the of the contrivance, so are their creators. It's an eye catcher. Never get boxed in. On the autobahn, it always gets a half mile clearance fore and aft. Woemens with cell phones glued to their ears, and cavorting about in Beamers, or Lexii, keep a safe distance. Even smokeys don't push their luck. Often hear little ragamuffins scream out to their sires: "You skell, why don't you burn that beard off, and get one of those?!".
Takes a while to get up to snuff, so I get the wax out of my ears, polish my shoes, and attend to a manicure in the meanwhile. For exceptionally short trips, the used Yugo comes into play. If it decides to take a short rest, street urchins are always available to give it a push back to the barn.